Chapter 288: Kingly Style

The first person to shout was Mekimon, his vicious gaze scanning around like a hungry wolf. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info he deeply felt the taste of betrayal and separation, the unconvinced second brother forgave him, but the trusting fifth brother secretly attacked.

This guy instigated others to come forward, secretly made a deal with the lord of the country, and betrayed his brother. He was disillusioned for a while, and he just wanted to drag these bastards to their deaths.

Looking at the back of the fourth uncle's ancestor, Mei Jipiao couldn't help but feel pity. He couldn't hold back his emotions and stood on the opposite side of everyone, and the second was not convinced.

"Oh, where are you not convinced?" Mei Jibo frowned slightly, and said in a steady tone.

Mekimon was speechless, and to put it bluntly, a hundred of them were no match for the lord of the country.

The autumn wind swept up the fallen leaves on the ground and blew in front of my eyes. The grandson is dead, unable to be resurrected, and his life's pursuit has come to naught. Destroy this national capital that has been sworn to protect? The second brother and the ninth brother know underground, will they forgive themselves?

"The truth is for others, I can't control it so much, I just speak with my fists in my hands. Han family boy, do you dare to take my move, and the grievances will be settled from now on?" Mei Ji asked with a fluttering stride, his momentum was high, and he was ready to pounce.

"You?!"

"Nonsense!"

Mei Jibo glared at him fiercely and said, "Immediately it will be the Flying Saint of Zhenguo, as the prince of Yunlai Kingdom, don't mess around!"

"Okay! I can promise you! But I need to ask your uncle if he agrees? I died under my fist, and the children of the Han family were not allowed to retaliate, and the peace of Yunmeng City was restored. If you are lucky enough to survive, whoever harms the children of the East China Sea again, desperately loses both, will also make a big fuss. ”

Han Yunhao let out cruel words, without any concern for the children of the Mei family around him. These royal people are too self-righteous. He repeatedly endured, but instead gave people the illusion that he was in a hurry to beg for mercy.

If he hadn't cooperated with Mei Jibo, why would he hand over the treasures of Fengcongguo? That was what he had gained through life and death. You Mei Jipiao love your relatives and give Mei Jimeng a head. The Han family deserves to be unjustly killed and detained, this kind of person can't get used to it!

Stimulating the power of the Mei family's bloodline, he is angry, and he wants to weigh this guy's strength.

"Yun Hao can't!" Three old men jumped out of the crowd of onlookers, and the man who was ahead of him had a black mole on his chin, and shook his head to stop.

The other two old men, one with gray hair and a vigorous walk, and the other with a tall body and ruddy skin. The three are the three elders of the Han family who stayed in the mainland, namely the third grandfather, the fourth grandfather, and the fifth grandfather. They stood in the middle of both sides, watchful.

The fifth grandfather said excitedly: "Yun Hao, you can't be like this. Although the second brother is far away, the blood of several grandfathers still exists, and we fight with them. A single hair on your body is more expensive than Mei Jijin, and it's not worth killing him to put him in danger. ”

"You retreat first, wait for you to advance to the Flying Saint, land on the mainland, and then kill these bastards. The fourth grandfather said. He is as fierce as fire, and he is the most murderous.

The Mei family was furious when they heard this, as children of the royal family, who would dare to belittle them like this? Mei Chengxian and Mei Chengsong pulled out their weapons and led people to approach.

"Isn't it shameful enough? The agitated people panicked, and all the longing in their eyes dissipated, and the good situation that they had worked so hard to create was ruined. ”

"If you do something ugly, others will definitely scold you. If you kill one person and ten more people scold, what should you do? If you kill again? What about hundreds of people? ”

"What is royal blood? What is a big family? Where does dignity come from? It is to set an example for others, not to rely on privilege and do misdeeds. ”

"Grandpa Han is right, put aside Mei Jixun's identity, and use his talent to become the original teacher? If it weren't for your backing, what would he be a long time ago. He stared at Mekimon, who was not called by his grandfather's name, and was very angry.

"As the only prince, he doesn't know how to maintain the court, but for the sake of family affection, he disregards fairness. Obtain the Bull Demon inheritance, the bloodline is comparable to the ancestors, and the stronger the cultivation, the greater the disaster. Facing the third brother Mei Jipiao, he still said the same.

Mei Jibo had the idea of letting go, and his suppressed emotions completely exploded. Since taking office, he has worked diligently to balance the forces of all parties. For the sake of profit, these guys are making trouble, and no one shares their worries, which is really hateful.

Suddenly pulling out the sword in his hand and raising it above his head, Mei Jibo said loudly: "Swear to the sky, whether you are a flying saint or a child of the royal family." As long as someone violates the law, they will be prosecuted. Unless the country is ruined and people are destroyed, it must be resolutely implemented. ”

The children of the Mei family who swept their eyes, from Mei Jimeng, Mei Jiyong, and Mei Jipiao, to Mei Chengxian, Mei Chengsong and other original teachers, all bowed their heads and did not dare to look directly.

"Click!"

The wind surged above the long sword, and a breath in the void flowed along the hilt of the sword to the wrist, and then penetrated into the body. Mei Jibo is like drinking fairy dew, fluttering all over her body, so comfortable that she wants to moan.

Knowing that the situation was delicate, he closed his teeth tightly and blocked his breath. Originally, with the help of the clansmen, the cultivation had reached the original master eightfold. At this moment, it advanced by leaps and bounds, easily crossing the Nine Layers and impacting towards the bottleneck of the Flying Saint.

Mekiyong was overjoyed, the oath of the lord of the kingdom was approved by the will of heaven, and the power of faith stimulated the medicinal power of the King's Pill to break the drawbacks of not being able to advance to the Flying Saint. Could it be that God wants Yun to come to the country to unify the continent, and visions have come to the Mei family one after another?

Not daring to slack off, and having no intention of making trouble for the Han family, he commanded the Mei family to form a circle and said, "Hand in hand to run the magic of the Mei family's long fist, and go all out to export cultivation." ”

"Send this power to me, and help the lord of the country. Ignoring Mei Jipiao's stinky face, he said in an anxious tone.

As a family flying saint, only the older generation understands what is going on. The opportunity is fleeting, Mekimon is still angry, it's good not to look for trouble, and he doesn't have a hot face and a cold ass.

Of the dozen or so original masters present, seven or eight of them were members of the Mei family, and all of them had practiced the Mei family's boxing since childhood. They punched each other, and the original air flow passed through the meridians and concentrated on Mei Jipiao's left hand.

Mei Jiyong's left hand tightly grasped Mei Jipiao's other hand, and put his right hand behind Mei Jibo's back, gently patting the middle of his spine.

The power obtained by the void continued to impact the second vein of Ren Du. The two acupuncture points communicate the bridge between heaven and earth, which is the most crucial. Once the original air flow penetrates, there will naturally be a floating force in the body, and real flight can be realized.

Taking the King's Pill, it is not without a price that the original master stage can exert the power of the Flying Saint. The elixir not only produces the spirit of a king, but also strengthens the tenacity of the Ren Du part.

The power of faith from the outside world accumulates in the spine and becomes very inflated. Mekiyon continues to push this force and not let it stop. Otherwise, no matter how tough the bones are, they will be crushed.

I feel that Ren Du's second pulse has been loosened, but it is always a little bit close, and it can't be blown down in one go. Mei Jibo's body began to shake, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of her mouth. If there is no external support, he can only disperse the long sword to lead, so that his cultivation will be regressive, and his vitality will be greatly damaged, but the gains outweigh the losses.

Seeing that the situation was critical, a hideous look flashed on Mekimon's face, and he strode forward and slapped Mekiyong in the back of the heart.